Winter days
That's what I heard
Snow as soft as the feathers on a bird
Snow days in early November
Remember
The
Warm
Days of summer a distant memorie
As all the sensations of winter cast a
Spell on me
November snow days
Winter days
That's what I heard
Snow as soft as the feathers on a bird
Snow days in early November
Remember
The
Warm
Days of summer a distant memorie
As all the sensations of winter cast a
Spell on me
More by queenlalaladaisy
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Separation
Why does the rain
tap on the window
when you can't feel it?
Why will it remind you of
the dew drops dancing on the grass blades in early spring,
of August's ocean breeze spraying saltwater in your hair, -
Empty
The person is empty
the person with no identity
the one with no personality
Who doesn't now what yesterday was like or the day before
Know one seems to know this person anymore -
Understanding
Somewhere in my past
a sunny snow day haunts me
the serenity
Feels too cliche
to enjoy
I remember the glances out of the window
on a day that finally feels like spring
because winter can be long and dark
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